Natalie's P.O.V
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Gerald dragged his feet into the living room before yawning. "I'm hungry Natalie".
"Sure", I managed a smile before going off into the kitchen to prepare whatever was available. There were some raw eggs with cold bread...
I'd learned how to cook a few meals from Madame Winry, dad usually did all the cooking when we were younger and over the years, there was never any need for serious cooking as we often ate vegetables or grains. Eggs weren't so cheap...
Four days after the Madame passed, her sister arrived to pick up Gerald and I was left all alone. This time, I didn't feel as empty...
It seemed like a normal occurrence now.
The temptation to unseal mother's letter and take a glimpse was another problem.
Cassandra Thames? Wasn't that one of the princesses? What connection did mother have with royalty?
